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'Tis four in the morning on a Monday. Was it too much to ask for
an extra hour of sleep every day? Apparently so, and no gas masks
for any of us workers in these inhospitable Augean Stables.
Outrageous!
Today, I was fortunate enough to receive the honour of African
lion duty. Immediately following their awakening, I dutifully opened
the new shipment of Lionel's Mystery Meat and went straight to
work. With nothing but gloves to protect me from that repugnant
amalgamation of rotten sewage and pulverized liver, I carefully
extracted each of the slabs of grime and put the odoriferous filth
into fine steel bowls. As I walked into the lion habitat, I felt their
omnipresent glares on my shoulders, weighing me down five tonnes.
I slowly put the bowls down in the middle of the cage and sprint out
the exit for the habitat. A cub hurls a ball at me hoping that I will trip
and die.
We really ought to get rid of this malevolent beasts before they
eradicate the entire human population.
Life stinks.
Voice 3
Dear staff of Lion Villa Zoo,
Despite concern among our board of zoo-tenders, I have decided
that, though by a close margin, that we do not require gas masks to
work in this sweatshop zoo. Based on past experience, though, I will
provide mouth-covering masks, so feel free to drop by the main office
to receive one.
On the topic of the recent lion incident involving a fellow zoo-
Voice 4
Your are an eccentric individual who recently
purchased a season pass to the Lion Villa Zoo . You
come here every day to adore the different types of
lions there, the majestic roars and the ferocious
manes of every single one of them . You savor the
fragrant smell of lion fun as you hear your brother
Kentaro call you, Hey you! Come on! Their feeding
the Panthera Leo!
You instantly feel ecstatic at the thought of